What is he doing here?
- Who all are at home? - The elder sir, ma'am, and the younger sir.
Have you seen him?
- Seen him? - Yes, sir, he's here. He's at home.
Open the door, come on, and get him out.
The target is inside. Keep watch.
Four men will come with me.
Balbeer, let's go.
Yes, sir.
Hey, what are you doing here?
- Come on, sir, I gave you the information. - Tiwari, let's go.
The whole area is being sealed, get out of here.
Just leave from here.
Sir, Archana!
Move aside, sir. Look there.
Careful, come on.
Let's go.
What are you doing? Leave him.
What are you...
Get down.
Out.
- Go from there, go from there. - Okay.
What are you doing? You'll get killed. Go this way.
Sorry, sir.
Drive! Drive!
Kumar, turn it around.
I'll inform them.
- Ma'am, what happened, ma'am? - Go carefully.
Ma'am, please step back.
- Please go inside, we'll talk to you. Please go inside. - Who was that girl?
- Balbeer. - Is he safe?
Please don't cross the line. Stay back.
Abhishek, come inside.
Please, please don't cross the line.
[reporters bombarding with questions]
Tiwari, man, take care of it.
What are you doing?
The entire journalism gets spoiled.
You did wrong.
I am sorry, sir.
If something had happened to you, these media people would've bashed us.
One media person died.
Sir, I was just doing what you were doing.
Duty.
Send the ambulance again.
- There are more casualties. - Okay, sir.
I'll inform the family.
Sir, didn't you inform DCP Udhay about this?
Stop them, guys.
There was no need.
Anyway, in a war, soldiers go to fight, while journalists sit in the operating room and operate.
Did you not tell Ameer Aktar that you're working on the story?
He didn't want me to cover this story at all.
Maybe now he'll take me a bit more seriously.
Both of us have the same problem.
Our generals decide what we should do next.
Come on, leave before the DCP arrives.
And listen, report only what's necessary.
Sir, I'll handle it.
But who will handle them?
[reporters bombarding with questions]
You are watching Bharat Television Network, and I am Sameera Saxena.
Today's big news is that
in South Delhi's posh area, a kidnapping gang
abducted businessman Devendra Mahajan in broad daylight.
Despite Delhi police reaching the spot on time,
they could not save Devendra Mahajan from the kidnappers.
Gunfire continued for several hours,
during which a man named Saleem Shaikh was killed.
According to the neighbors,
Saleem Shaikh fired multiple rounds at the Delhi police.
Later, the Delhi police shot him down.
Who is this Saleem Shaikh?
And what was he doing there?
Stay tuned to Bharat Television Network to find out...
- Hello, Ameer Bhai. - Yes Matera, tell me.
- Bhai, I have news for you. - Then tell me.
Bhai, I can't tell you everything over the phone.
But the news is confirmed that Binni Chowdhary is in Delhi.
How do you know?
Bhai, Saleem was killed in the Goldring shootout, but his driver Chandan survived.
I know where he's hiding.
Bhai, he has a lot of information, but you'll have to come.
[reporters bombarding with questions]
Move aside, please move aside.
Please step aside, make way.
Can you step out for two minutes?
Please.
What have you done?
Four of our people have been killed.
Archana Pandey abducted a prominent Delhi businessman.
Can you explain this?
And now, what will I explain to the media outside?
Don't you think you should've informed me?
We came here to stop the kidnapping, sir.
We all risked our lives to stop it, sir.
Four of our comrades were killed, sir.
And, I will have to live with this guilt, sir, all my life.
We were on duty, sir.
How could I inform you, sir? There was no time, it was an emergency.
And sir, as far as informing is concerned,
you didn't inform me either when you went to arrest Binni Chowdhary at the airport.
I know everything.
Go back!
Go upstairs.
No one should come downstairs for five minutes.
Mayank, the orders came from the North Block.
Experienced officers were needed.
It was a delicate operation.
Now replaced for nationals.
Because of your operational inexperience, you weren't informed.
Nothing personal, you idiot!
Inexperience, sir?
Sir, my record is good enough.
I was the batch topper, sir.
I scored the highest marks on the shooting range.
And sir, I am also the investigating officer of this case.
Sir, you've always held me back. I just don't understand why.
You never took me into confidence.
- You never gave me a chance to speak openly with you. - Don't behave like a kid, man.
Talk to me like a professional.
You want me to talk professionally?
You follow Rawat's orders, sir.
You did the same 15 years ago, and it doesn't bother you, right?
Sir, my father died in that operation. It bothers me, sir.
You're just like your father.
Trusting him was a mistake, and now trusting you is another.
Leave it.
What do you mean, sir?
Do you want to know what happened 15 years ago?
Your father
informed Binni Chowdhary about the operation beforehand.
Your father was Binni Chowdhary's informant.
You're lying, sir.
You're my senior officer, so I'm not saying much, but you're crossing the line.
Sir, my father was an honest officer.
He died a martyr, sir.
He was martyred.
Does it sound like a lie?
Ask your Balbeer uncle.
He'll tell you what your father was like.
Because of him, Binni Chowdhary managed to escape.
And a child's life was lost.
Sir, the forensic team is urgently calling you outside.
Go, do your job.
You'll get your front page.
And, this time, I'll get Binni Chowdhary.
[police cheering watching cricket]
Hello.
Sir.
Binni Chowdhary's location has been found.
A kidnapper is trying to match up to us.
He wants to become a leader.
And now he wants cricket too.
You know what to do there.
I never want to hear his voice again.
Sir.
Udhay!
Sir, that child was killed, sir.
Balram.
You were the one who called Binni Chowdhary, right?
Binni Chowdhary escaped.
And the child was killed for no reason.
If you tell the truth, I won't do anything.
Sir, it was a mistake, sir.
Please forgive me, sir.
I took money from Binni.
But you also took money from Rawat, didn't you?
What have you done, sir?
Sir. Sir, bullets were being fired from all sides.
Yes.
I ran to save my life.
Hmm.
Your Archana Pandey.
Yes, she's pretty hot, man.
Even now.
If I had gone a little closer, it would've been even better.
Sir, if I had gone any closer, I would've had a garland on my photo.
But, good.
Alright sir, tell me, does it make a page one?
Definitely page one.
Shall I go?
Take this.
Let me set the background first, and then you come in.
Please handle it.
Obviously.
[smirks]
Yes, Bashoor, tell me, do you need anything?
Does a photographer have any work these days?
Come on, make yourself a drink.
- Yes. - Sir, may I come in?
Yeah, come in.
Sir.
Sir, this is the video of that golf rings kidnapping.
I know, sir, I know you told me not to do this story.
I am really sorry, sir.
But sir, I've always seen a lot of potential in this story.
I think this is page one, sir.
Now you'll tell me which story goes on which page?
Just stick to your brief.
Write the story and leave it on my desk.
Sir, why does this guy always hit me?
And you said you would handle it.
You didn't say a single word.
- But who are you, man? - Who am I?
This is page one, you'll explain this to Ameer?
Does anyone do something like this?
But sir, you should've said something, right?
Don't worry, I'll handle everything.
Oh, I saw how you handled it, sir.
He keeps hitting people.
- It's just his habit. - I'm not here to get myself killed, sir.
I understand, but we need to stop the press.
But Ameer, we'll have to redesign page one entirely.
Mehir, this is important, stop the press.
Please Mehir.
Is it done? Huh?
- Is it done, then? - I told you, didn't I?
To your first page one.
Oh, so sweet.
Cheers.
- Chassagne-Montrachet. - Chassagne-Montrachet.
Ooh!
It'll be quite expensive.
Yes, right.
I can't afford it on my salary.
I stole it from my dad's bar.
Why?
Nothing, just thinking, if I keep hitting page one like this,
your dad might go bankrupt, right?
Sometimes you should exploit the advantages of having a rich dad.
Nice. What does your dad do, by the way?
He's an industrialist.
But like most delusional industrialists,
I think he fancies himself as a philanthropist.
Though, he's mostly one of the good guys.
And your dad?
He does the same, philanthropy.
But his version is a bit different.
- Where we live, in Banaras. - Yes.
There are about 20-25 stray dogs in our lane.
So, every morning and evening, he feeds them.
No way, he sounds super kind.
Yeah, he's kind, but not with me.
Why?
Oh man, he's a bit distant with me.
I don't listen to him, that's why.
Ah!
But tomorrow you're about to make him really proud.
- Page one. - I don't know.
- For them, journalism isn't even a profession. - What do you mean?
He is the 9-to-5 type.
He has always lived his life with ethics.
That there should be rules, there should be honesty.
What kind of honesty, man?
Why? Aren't you honest?
I mean, I'm honest, but I want to be different.
Different from honest?
Hmm.
Journalism is just facts and nepotism.
Whatever's left is called PR and propaganda.
I know.
For a while, I want to take a different path.
Different?
Tell me more about this "different" guy.
You really want to meet this "different" guy?
Yeah, positive,
Are you absolutely certain about it?
100 percent.
So, are you going to give me a tour of your house?
Fasten your seatbelts.
So, madam, living room or straight to the bedroom?
Sir, everything is going fine.
We've even killed one of his men, Saleem.
And if we'd gotten a little chance, sir, we would've killed that bitch too.
Yes, sir.
Okay. Jai Hind, sir.
You know what my biggest mistake is? Trusting you.
Fifteen years ago, the lead I gave you about Binni Chowdary,
I'm still paying for that mistake.
I've been living with guilt ever since.
And you know, how badly I want a closure on that.
Ameer, you did all this for yourself, for your own benefit.
For your front page.
Front page?
It was all for the front page, wasn't it?
You had no personal gain in it at all.
I am bringing information for you.
And sir already has the information.
Binni Chowdary is in the city, you went to arrest him.
But you didn't think it was important to inform me.
Look, man, orders came from above.
I can't take you along in every mission like a child.
It's about internal security.
That takes precedence over your front page.
So, you want to play by the book now?
Fine, you play by the protocol.
Hide everything.
I'll use the tools of journalism to bring all the information out.
Read tomorrow's front page.
Heat up the kebabs and eat them.
- Who's it? - It's me, Matera.
Sir.
Sir. Sir, please save me, sir.
I haven't done anything, sir.
I have small kids, sir. What will happen to them without me? Please save me, sir.
- Did you speak to your family? - No.
Here, take this.
Call home.
This is your last chance.
You won't get another one after this.
Saleem was with you.
Saleem is dead, now it's your turn.
The police will hand over videos of everyone around him.
- Make the call, make the call. - Sir, I'm just a simple driver, sir.
I didn't even know there was going to be shooting there.
I haven't done anything, sir, nothing at all.
Don't worry, sir will save you.
Sir, you spoke to the higher-ups, right?
I'll talk to the higher-ups.
I'll get you out of this.
Where is Binni Chowdary hiding in Delhi?
What do you know about this?
Sir, I've never even seen Binni Chowdary, sir.
Yes, he went with Saleem bhai
to look for some houses.
Do one thing.
Write down all the places
you've been to more than once for Matera.
Alright, sir.
The more information you provide, the faster your work will get done.
- Okay. - Take the addresses from him.
And allow him to talk to his family.
Okay?
Come on. Get up, get up.
When did he get up?
Hey good morning. Coffee?
Mm.
Here you go.
Nervous?
The newspaper guy hasn't even come yet.
Should I go check?
Go, go get your newspaper.
- I'll go. You drink your coffee. - Go.
Where is he, man? Late on this very day.
- Where are you, man? - I'm almost there.
Is the Chronicle on top? Where's the Express?
It's below.
- And from tomorrow, keep the Express on top. - Okay, sir.
- Excuse me, sir. - Yes, Abhishek.
Sir, your byline on my story?
So, what were you expecting?
Sir, I was expecting a byline.
I've been slogging for five years, got one chance to prove myself.
I told you about Binni Chowdary.
I told you about Archana Pandey.
- And you took my story from me... - Stole it from you, are you saying that?
Come inside.
I already knew about Archana Pandey being in Delhi before you told me.
And here, today's paper.
What? What's the headline in it?
There was a shootout, one man died, one was kidnapped.
It's exactly what you gave me to write,
in every newspaper. What's exclusive in this?
Fucking garbage!
This. This is what you call a byline.
If you want a byline in the Express, you need a story for it.
This is how a story should be.
This is how investigative journalism should be.
This is how you should flush out a story.
We are the only ones who gathered the intelligence,
connected all the dots,
and are telling the world right now, that Binni Chowdary is back in town.
Sir, there's a lot in this story that even you don't know yet.
And I will get to the bottom of it.
If you don't let me, I'll go somewhere else and do it.
Who'll let you do?
Who'll stop me, sir?
I didn't expect this from you, sir.